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Wednesday, October 8, 2014

I joined a new job as a trainee, after
my final year, I was a complete fresher, ‘all excited to start anew. It was my
first day; I was a bit scared, actually nervous. I kept thinking at the back of
my mind how will the people be? Will I be able to fulfil all the
responsibilities given to me? Is the boss rude? Are my colleagues strict? (Obviously
might be quiet senior to me)...All such questions were wandering and making me
feel more freakin’ nervous. Suddenly I could hear someone calling me, “hey are
you Adi the new joinee,” I turned around to the direction of the voice calling
me and said yes’; the voice was of a girl, who was waving at me...WOW! She was
beautiful, I could hear guitar and symphony at the background, that was as if
love at first sight. But I composed myself and went towards her, introduced
myself. Hi’ ‘m Adi, I just completed my graduation and have joined as a
trainee. She smiled and said welcome, I’m Pooja, you can call me “Pu” you will be
working with me for next 6 months’. I wanted to jump with joy. Take her in my
arms and dance. I knew she must be much elder and senior to me, but, everyone
who falls in love knows, love does not discriminate, it knows no rules, it has
no boundaries, it is blind, and it is beautiful. One can fall in love anytime with
anyone. It just happens. I was really motivated to come to office, she led me
to my desk, and she went on and on, assigning a couple of responsibilities to
me. I did not interrupt, /I wanted her to keep on talking, listening to her
crystal clear melodious voice, which was awesome. I thought I was the luckiest
guy on earth.

It was almost noon, when I
was introduced to my other colleagues, my Boss was a mid –aged gentleman. He
seemed very ambitious and inspiring. I was as I met a very enthusiastic staff.
Now my only objective here was to impress everyone with my talent and work, and
also with all my dedication impress “PU”.
I was given a lunch treat by my new colleagues; they made me feel very
comfortable. My first day in office was worth a memory. I was winding up for
the day, when Pu called me and asked -how will you travel, I replies -by train.
She said that she can drop me as my place is just on the way. I did not want to
waste time thinking; I just willingly thanked her and was ready to join. She
had a Swift desire; it’s one of my favourites’, a good car in good budget. On
the way we hardly spoke anything, but I was happy with her company.

Days passed, I enjoyed
office, I got to learn a lot during my training period, meanwhile, I also
started knowing PU’ more and more. We became good friends, I now knew that she
had a Boyfriend and his name was Mac. I had seen his picture on her desk.
Lucky’ guy (smiles). I still loved her. And made sure, she doesn’t get a hint
about it. After work our only discussion was “Mac” Pu used to share everything
about Mac every day. Sometimes, she used to leave work early to meet him. Pu
said, Mac and she never fight. They had fought only once and that was the last
time. From then Pu has promised not to fight. I used to notice that Pu’ had a
twinkle in her eyes when Mac’s mother used to call her, she used to enjoy
talking to his mom. I could see and feel the love she had for Mac.

One day we were working late
on Friday’, apart from us there were a couple of our colleagues’. It was around
9.00 PM, I was almost done, I went to Pu’s desk, she was still on with her
laptop, I asked her if it will take time. She replied in her usual melodious
tone, “No’ Adi, are you getting late? Wait for an hour I will be done and we
will leave together, I will drop you.” There was no reason for me to say “No” I
was bonkers over her, I was ready to be with her all my life, if not MAC’. I
was not jealous, coz’ I loved her so much and would always respect her love of
life. We almost left at 11.30 PM. It was
a cool, breezy drive with the window panes down and the roads with no traffic. As usual she was talking about Mac, and went
on and on. I enjoyed listening and being with her. I reached home. I did not
sleep that whole night, I was just thinking about her. I felt like telling her
once how much she means to me. But I was scared, I did not want to risk my
friendship for love. We were good friends and Pu’ trusted me a lot. I knew I
will never be able to tell her my feelings. Night passed with Pu’s
thoughts.

17th October’2006,
Tuesday, I did not see PU in office, I tried calling her, and her phone was
switched off. I left a message on her phone to call back. I could not
concentrate on work; I was waiting for, when the office boy got a note for me. The
Note read “Hi Adi’, I will not be in
office today, it is Mac’s Birthday, so we are out celebrating together, I will
call you at 3.00 PM.” I was happy that she is safe
and enjoying, but I missed her terribly, I was just looking at my watch and
phone. I was just waiting for her to call. I could just hear nobody. I messed
me with my work that day, my boss was a bit annoyed. But, he guided me, helped me
to understand my mistakes. I apologised, I knew I was wrong, coz’ I was only
thinking about her and not concentrating on work. It was 3:00 PM and she had
still not called, I looked at my phone, as if I’m gonna’ crush it into pieces;
I wanted to, just hear her once. It was almost 5:00 PM and she still din call.
I wanted to go to her house and meet her, but that would be so crazy, she might
not like it. I left home alone. My heart was heavy, I wanted to cry, I wanted
to hate her, which I could never. I had nothing to eat the whole day, my head
was reeling, and I was feeling very uneasy. I reached home, cried in my bed,
staying alone; I had no one to console me. I called my “MOM”; I wanted her to
be next to me so badly. I called her and spoke to her. Of’ course, I couldn't
share the reason for being upset.I just told her I had a bad
day; as usual she gave me comfort with her sweet and kind words. She told me to
come home; she was missing me, so was I. I decided to visit her this weekend. I was feeling much better talking to her. I
got up really late next day, I had kept my Phone on silent, so missed a couple
of calls, one call was from PU’, I did not call her back.

I reached late to office,
almost second half. Pu’ came to my desk
with some chocolates and Cake, she said sorry for not calling the day before.
She said she was very busy and enjoyed, every moment being with Mac. I was
happy for her, even after what I went through the day before. We went together
for Coffee that evening, over a coffee chat she told that she missed dropping
me yesterday’ I was very happy to hear that, my heart melted out for her, I was
happy with the fact that, though she was with Mac she missed me. I told her I
wanted to meet Mac the Lucky guy in her life. She was quiet, there was complete
silence for a couple of minutes, when I interrupted the moment and said’ It’s
O.K, PU, I know there aresome guys who would not like their
girlfriends to have a guy as a best friend, I understand. You don’t worry; I
just casually asked to meet him. She just walked away, without saying a word.
She did not spoke to me till Friday noon, I wanted to leave early, so I pinged
her on her laptop, she did not reply. I had to wait for her permission to leave
home. I was going to my Mom’s place as decided. I was about to get up from my
chair and go to her desk, when I found her standing next to me. She said, “Hey Adi’ can you cancel your trip for
today, I wanted you to meet Mac tomorrow morning” I agreed, I did not want
to say “No” to her, as usual. I called
my Mom, and informed her.

21st
October’2013, Saturday Morning, I will never forget this day. I met “PU” on the
highway; she was dressed in a white shirt and pale blue jeans, WOW! she looked awesome.
I wanted to hug and kiss her. She drove me through some very unusual lane, I
was thinking how to react or introduce myself when I meet Mac. I was preparing
myself when the car stopped. We both got down and when I was still thinking, I
noticed we had stopped in front of a graveyard. I had too many questions to ask
PU’ but before I could say anything, PU, smiled and asked me to follow her, she
took me to a grave. It was written “17th
October’1984 - 17th October’2004, Mac Fernandes”. I really did
not know how to react, but PU’ went on, she said, “My friends and my family
think he is dead, but he will always be alive with me in my heart. He is my strength, my love, my only reason
to be happy in life. Pu Continued- It was 17th October’2004 we
had gone to a resort , with some of our
close friends to celebrate Mac’s Birthday, one of my friend Rinny was trying to
get very close to him, which I did not like, and we had a small argument,
actually I’m very possessive about Mac’. We were going to be officially engaged
next month. Our family was happy with our relation.

I knew he only loves me but
I still had an argument, I din spoke to him for an hour or so, but I wanted to
make up for what went wrong so I decided to say sorry and patch up. But, when I
came to meet him in the room he had gone swimming with friends. I was waiting
for him at the resort beach, I could see him swimming, I ran towards him, he
came out and hugged me, I insisted him to stay back with me, however, he did
not listen to me, this time he went swimming, and never came back. I waited and
waited, my friends informed the police and our family. The police sent a search
party, however, they could not find his body, and they continued their
search...”

I was in tears; I did not
want to know any further. I hugged her. She had no tears in her eyes, cos’ for
her, Mac was alive. I bow to this love, I will always love PU, the way she
loved Mac.

I found a new meaning for love, Love is always alive, even death
can’t separate the one you love.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

I can’t remember living without my brother around. We are very close in age. I nicknamed him as “KUKUR”. My brother is an inborn dancer, talented actor and the best of all. He loves bikes. My brother uses 100% of everything he has to do the things that are reflex to us. I have learned to wait and watch him. This has taught me patience. This is why I believe “an A for effort”, beats an A for the result. My family is very close and they all have taught me things that make me “Anu “My Home
We, “My family”, have learned to be … loud. We are one noisy family. Because of that I can sleep just about anywhere. My Brother and I shared a room as kids and he also made his fair share of wavelengths and vibrations. He loved the sound of music, talking on the phone, tape recordings of his own voice imitating teachers at school and slamming doors. He would stand and open and close a door 500 times. My bro’ like all kids grew up and I got to watch him. As a girl, I used to run around the house in my slip to the theme music of “Rangeela”! I ran circles through the house until my Dad came home and would say, “Settle!” or my mom spanked me. My bro’ played with the doors and I ran circles through them over and over until mom had enough. It takes children a while to learn how to become embarrassed and I hardly do the Rangeela thing anymore.Patience and courage
I watched Bro’ evolve into a courageous man who was, to find his own independence.
* I saw him ride a bike on his own, crash it on a fast speedy turn, his bruise his body and still, get back in the saddle to ride again – and not be scared!
* I witnessed his dancing skills and his desire to explore. He use to learn and practice every step till it was perfect.
* I remember the day when he met with an accident, OH! Still I get scared when I think of that event, he met with a train accident, God blessed him, he was saved, though he couldn’t dance for 3 months, still he never took himself as loser, his whole dance group left him, but he had high hopes, he knew he’ll make it big somebody, now again he is an amazing dancer. He is really courageous.Humour
My Brother has taught me to enjoy the time I have and those I love. He and I are very close we have both grown up “side by each” together. We synchronize in the sense of humour department that is for sure. We both can be a little whacked!
He gets people laughing. He has a gift that is absolutely wonderful to witness and experience and others have told me the same.
He also touches people somewhere inside and he is rarely scared of people or confrontation. He is confident that way. He is straightforward… there is no sugar in his jar for coating much embarrassment. He knows who he likes and why. He listens and cares about your feelings. He is a character and loves to be part of the action. He has a great sense of humour. He has taught me a lot about people and the acceptance of others no matter who they are. He sees no hierarchy in society. No one person is more important than another in social status, colour, or ability.Believe
He has also taught me that life is fragile and that life isn’t fair: you must make the best of it and keep your head high. Think positive, be positive, resolve what you can and think in solutions. Every day with him is a great experience.Confident
My bro’ has taught me to stand up for what I believe in, voice my opinions even if they are not popular, do not compromise my principles, and stand confident on my own if I believe in something – do not back down if the consequence is worth the effort.The ‘ties that bind’
My parents have always been great to us. They have taught us many of life’s lessons like good parents do. My bro’ has great empathy for others, their difficulties and their feelings. He is great at discussing those situations with you and letting you know that he is thinking of you in your tough times. He always offers to help. He has great insight when it comes to his observation of your emotions. He understands. He listens. I feel greatful to have him as my bro. I’m sure I would be a different person if I did not know him. He makes me remember that we are all people here on this Earth and we are all important to our friends, family and loved ones just the way we are.
I can go on writing about him …He is a beautiful part of my life. I just want to say-
B – eing the best is what you share.

R – eal , trusthworthy , and to every deed you are fair.

O – utstanding and worth appreciation is the skill you bear.

T – ogetherness and innocence you care.

H – ealing any pain with kindness you dare.

E – verything you do is special and rare.

R – ich in values and with a great understanding flair.

A Brother like you is a blessing for a lifetime.
I love you ‘ Kukur’ , My Bro’ you are the BEST !

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This blog is not about reviews or previews, it is not about language, and it is not about celebrities or not related to any kind of specifications, this place is for you and me, we have millions of Ideas which we always think of and never share it, or sometimes we feel it is a foolish thought and just think about it and forgot, at least me thinks the same, I never discussed my thoughts, my ideas, Though I always felt that some or the other way in each field there can be a change, just one has to think about it, I’m just sharing my ideas, if you have yours and you always wanted to say and discuss it , you can share a comment :)